1. |
Worms
07:03
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2. |
Self Voodoo
07:13
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I tried to find myself
Begin to understand
Just raised my hands towards the sky
Delusion knocks my door
My mind is set to fall
And I refuse to save my soul
It's too late to repent
And I wish I could break this spell
In this empty room
All the dreams that I've killed
they won't fly away.
Away .... They won't fly
All my dreams... (4)
The needles rip my skin
I closed the doors, now I can't escape
My mind is breaking down
I lose again, I am my own enemy.
In this empty room
All those dreams that I've killed they won't fly.
It's too late to repent
And I wish I could break this spell
Oh yeah
Can I break the spell?
Help me break this spell...
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3. |
Cherub Blood
04:36
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Through the window pane I see a lovely day
But in my head I feel those shadows crawl again
Wondering if there's a way to change my fate
I only know I live the same day everyday.
I hear the call of voices right behind the door
I know that I belong to them
The way I am is what I can't understand
I am a Starchild, let me be.
I never found the answer to questions in my head
Until I realize I had to look inside
The love I use to give is what makes me grow
Just like the makers did through the ages of time.
I bring you all you can't get by yourself
A contribution from the stars
For now the only thing you need to know is
I am a Starchild, see me live
I bring you all you can't get by yourself
A contribution from the stars
For now the only thing you need to know is
I am a Starchild, make me live
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4. |
The Spectre
11:36
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Suddenly you feel you've been abandoned
and the eyes of the people can not see you
Your voice can not be heard
and you can't reach me anymore, no
This place feels colder
when you're around
the journey is over now
it's time to lie...
You've seen this place before
but nothing seems to be the same
Dogs bark at you, afraid of you
Nobody told you it would be like this.
This place feels colder
when you're around
the journey is over now
it's time to lie...
Three days is all you need
To contemplate yourself
Looking for the things you have lost
See your illusion of disconnection
Taste the real smell of the World.
Spoken
From the world of spirits I descend
The fabric of your life will sway and bend
Forgotten graves stretch dusty hands
And I will rule over all your land.
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Mirror Spell Madrid, Spain
Pandemic times collab with my friend Setroq on bass, keys and vocals, along with Nethervault's Fran Grimes on vocals. Elders and Visions is our first album, released on 31 Oct 23. Unsigned.
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